Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"I can watch it all!"

The reason why things like language are produced between the same kind of creatures may be because they are no longer satisfied with physical interaction, and are eager to get closer to their companions!

Therefore, the power of language is powerful.Sometimes, just a simple sentence can touch the most correct position in the heart without a trace, making people feel a warmth from the heart.

At that moment, Hermione's nose sore involuntarily, and a warm arc slipped quietly across her cheeks-even though she was suddenly so paranoid today, even she herself didn't quite understand.But what I want, maybe it really is such an ordinary care from Maca?

"I know, I'll take a good rest..." Under Maca's gaze, Hermione nodded gently, letting the drop on the side of her face fall silently to the ground.

When Maca saw this, the smile on his face couldn't help but grow.

"Well, then,'Now go back and take a good rest--'" he said, but quickly spread his hands again, "Although I want to say that. But unfortunately, because you have violated the school rules, tonight Just stay in the library and clean up the dust for precious books! After all, my current identity is still a professor!"

After that, Maca turned around cleanly and walked straight back.

"Oh, by the way! Magic is forbidden... Don't be lazy, just clean it up! Hmm... Be careful, I watch it all!"

As Maca went away, both Hermione and Luna came to the aisle.The two looked at the back of him leaving, then glanced at each other, and then Hermione took a small step back.

"Luna."

"Well?"

"I will not admit defeat."

"..."

After hearing Hermione's sudden declaration, Luna stared at her carefully for a while, but quickly moved away from her eyes lightly.When Hermione couldn't wait for her to answer, and looked at her eyes again, she found that her eyes had changed back to the usual trance again.

"Oh."

This belated response made Hermione seem to be hitting the empty space with a punch, which was unspeakable depression.

"Hey, I'm serious!"

"Oh."

"Watch me answer! Also, don't use'oh' to deal with it!"

"what."

Hermione, who stubbornly wanted to get Luna's positive response, did not realize that Luna's lips were pursing slightly.Maybe this is the real answer revealed by the changes in her heart.

...

The night was somewhat long for Hermione and Luna.As mentioned before, since basically every book will be stuffed in at least one or two, the library's collection of books is very amazing.

If you don't use the power of magic, there is no difference between one night and two nights.

Of course, it is very common to be fined for cleaning the library.The matter between Hermione and Luna will not be mentioned for the time being, because today is a more important day.

The International Alchemy Competition, so far, can be considered a lot of things.From the discussion meeting in Boothbarton, France, to the formal meeting in Hogwarts a few days ago, there is not much difference not to mention the chaos.

But fortunately, under the care of Maca and others, all the mess failed to affect the progress of the specific event.

Today, the twelve contestants who have just emerged from the many contestants yesterday are finally about to enter the most important stage of this event.

Probably because yesterday that Maca and Sarah said that it was accidental but inevitable cooperation, they quickly cleared the group of "very strong messengers" that came suddenly. Many spectators came to watch the game today. They all seemed particularly at ease.

Coupled with the changes in the questions, the competition has indeed become a lot more interesting, and the guests naturally look forward to it.

Hogwarts today seems to be more lively than the previous two days.

Early in the morning,

The house elves in the kitchen work very hard every day, and the food they cook will never be worse than what is sold in the temporary market outside.The little wizards have been running out when it's time for dinner these days, after all, it's because of the difference in mood.

"Occasionally, it's not bad to be so empty."

Picking up a piece of muffin and dipping it into the honey jar, Maca looked at the unusually small auditorium and took two bites.

In the seat next to him, Muggle Studies Professor Carretti shook her head.

"I think it's better to have more people," she smiled. "People, it should be more lively."

When Maca heard the words, she shrugged indifferently, and then poked her head and glanced at Hagrid on the other side of the table as if remembering something.

"Hagrid, how are those Flobber caterpillar cocoons on the tree? Have there been any movements lately?"

"Ah... well, okay... the little guys are still alive..."

Hearing Maca's sudden mention of this matter, Hagrid couldn't help but wince at this side hesitantly.

In fact, because the group of Flobber caterpillars got on the tree inexplicably and even hit the beating willow, after a long time, Professor Sprout began to ignore Hagrid.

"Oh, that's good. The Flobber caterpillar that can cocoon has never heard of it. You have to take care of it!" Maca smiled and said, "It's all right, I won't say anything. Stare at me again—"

Talking and laughing casually while eating breakfast, this kind of life is undoubtedly enjoyed by Maca.But after the breakfast is resolved, the busy day will begin again.

Putting down the empty cup in his hand, he finally got up and went to a small hall not far from the auditorium to replace Professor McGonagall, who accompanied the judges.In a low-pitched conversation with Sarah's father, the group went one step ahead of the players to the front court.

Halfway through, Mr. Hohenheim suddenly stopped talking about the event with Maca, and his expression became a little serious.

"Mr. McLean, last night... Sarah and you..."

Some things are not suitable to be discussed in such a crowded place, especially today there are so many wizards in the front court. It is really not a good place to talk about such private topics.

But this matter is too important for the Hohenheim family. As Sarah's "family" and as the current Patriarch of the Hohenheim family, he is extremely anxious to know something now.

Because he is not convenient for the general judge of the tournament to contact anyone in private, he has been holding back all night, really can't help it.

Maca looked at the sturdy man walking beside him, and couldn't help feeling a little helpless-this was the least like the head of the family he had ever seen.

"Well, I had a good chat with Sarah," he replied as naturally as possible while sighing that the owner was impatient. "Don't worry, Mr. Hohenheim. Sarah is now my student. When it comes to difficulties, although I am not mature enough as a professor, I will still try my best to help her."

"Oh, is it..." He was somewhat relieved when Maca uttered the answer he wanted in such a roundabout way, "Well, my daughter will trouble you, Professor McLean."

What Mr. Hornheim wanted to hear was not actually Maca's promise to help.Just how difficult Sarah's problem is, as an alchemy researcher more than a patriarch, he naturally knows very well.So, all he wants is that Maca will not leak this out.

After all, Sarah is Sarah and he is him.Sarah would think that Maca might help her solve the problem, but Hohenheim didn't necessarily think so-even he thought Maca's magical power was indeed amazing.

When the two people’s conversations with other meanings ended, they were about to speed up and go to the staff passage of the stadium. A familiar shout from behind made Maca slow down again. .

"...Professor McLean...Wait, Professor McLean!"

"It seems that a student is calling me," Maca glanced back, and saw that there was only a full flow of people behind, then turned his head and said, "Mr. Hohenheim, you can go to the conference room and sit down! I'll be here in a moment--"

"Ah, good."

After watching the members of the judges continue to move forward, Maca turned back and walked back. After walking a few steps in the crowd, he finally saw a small figure hurriedly coming here. .

"Professor McLean, there is something to report to you—"

That was a first-year little wizard who just entered this year. If Maca remembers correctly, he should be a student at Hufflepuff College.

"Tavon didn't go back to his dormitory last night, and he didn't see him this morning. We looked for him twice in the school, but we didn't find it.

"Ens Tavon?" Maca thought for a while, "Why did you come to me? Did you talk to the principal?"

Seeing Maca's question, the little guy nodded hastily.

"Yeah," he said, "Professor McGonagall asked me to talk to you. Several other professors went to the castle to find them. She wants to inform you too to see if you have any clues."

"Ens?"

Maca stood there and pondered for a while, then realized that the first-year student who came to inform him was still standing in front of him!

"Thank you for your message, I see, you go back first—"

Maca is now a legend of Hufflepuff College. Just getting a "thank you" from him is enough for the little guy to be excited.After watching the other party three steps back and leaving, Maca continued to frown and think.

"What's wrong..." He whispered secretly, "Is it a whim to go where to toss? Or is there something troublesome that I don't know?"

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